The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 116:
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He smiled, raised his glass, and gave Feng Zhiwei a distant bow.
Feng Zhiwei raised his eyebrows, bowed to his superior from afar, and returned to his seat with a smile, refusing to say another word.
Everyone followed her with surprised and admiring eyes. They did not expect that this daughter of the Feng family, who had an ambiguous background, had been covered in dust for many years. Now, once the dust was wiped away, all the dust was gone, and she was actually better than those members of the aristocratic family who frequently participated in poetry gatherings and gained a greater reputation. Women are many times stronger!
This reminds me of Feng Zhiwei’s much-criticized maverick mother, Qiu Mingying, the eldest daughter of the Qiu Mansion. She was also a famous female figure in the imperial capital at that time. She was known as an outstanding scholar in both literature and martial arts, and was good at poetry, calligraphy, music, and chess. The soldier went into battle and was worshiped as a female commander. Her martial arts achievements were so dazzling that they overshadowed her gorgeous literary talent. It made people forget that she also wore light clothes and walked slowly to compose poems in the pavilion.
No need to ask, Miss Feng has been living with her mother, so her outstanding talent must come from her mother’s teachings day and night.
"As expected of the handsome Queen Fire Phoenix back then." After staring at her thoughtfully for a while, Emperor Tiansheng finally spoke slowly, "My family background is well-deserved."
This sentence "The origin of family education" is absolutely different from the previous deeply ironic "The origin of family education". Once it comes from the mouth of Emperor Tiansheng, it represents an attitude.
Everyone understood immediately.
"Fire Phoenix is a handsome and talented woman who was famous in the imperial capital back then. Miss Feng is worthy of being a member of a famous family..."
"I think of the handsome and heroic women in those days, it was fascinating..."
"It's been a long time since I last saw a handsome woman. She must be even more beautiful than before..."
Feng Zhiwei pressed her hands on the table, with a modest smile on her face, and listened calmly. Half of her face was sunk in the pale red light of the palace lantern, and no one could see the expression on her face.
No one noticed that her eyes were sparkling and watery.
Mother.
At a spring banquet many years ago, you once wrote a poem on the screen, and the whole house was shocked when your poem came out.
You also wore a hairpin with a smile and entered the palace, carrying the glory of thousands of people.
You have also faced provocations in the golden palace. A glass of wine was thrown into the palace, and the chapter was released after the glass was exhausted.
Now I recreate your generous and proud days, where you wrote hundreds of poems over wine, and smiled proudly in front of the emperor.
In the end, the emperor sighed in memory of the past.
With his words, no one can bully you from now on, and no one can humiliate you with the past.
With bright eyes, she wanted to drink another glass of wine, so that the warm and spicy taste could wash away the heat in her heart. However, she could not touch the wine glass - the wine glass had been thrown out by her in a show.
A full glass of wine was suddenly handed to her, and Helian Zheng smiled mischievously in her ear, "Hey, it's just a glass of wine. Don't be so moved that you want to cry."
Feng Zhiwei turned his face, the sparkle in his eyes was gone, his eyes were warm, and he looked at He Lianzheng with a smile, "Thank you."
He Lianzheng looked at her smile and was slightly startled for a moment. Then he returned to his usual casual and heroic spirit. He patted his chest and said, "Auntie is my heart, my liver, my lifeblood, my dear, let alone a glass of wine. Even if you want me not to marry the other nine wives, I will accept it!"
What nine wives? Feng Zhiwei was startled for a moment, then she realized that he had gone around again, rolled her eyes at him, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, since my aunt is your heart and your liver, she will definitely worry about your precious nephew's ten wives. No one should be missing."
He Lianzheng smiled and did not answer, and poured himself a glass of wine. However, he put the glass of wine to his lips for a long time and did not drink it.
Because the concubine selection failed to get what they wanted, the ladies were all a little depressed. Seeing this, Concubine Chang whispered a few words in Emperor Tiansheng's ear. Emperor Tiansheng's eyes lit up, and then he smiled and said: "I knew it. You have the best intentions."
"Your Majesty praised me, but I dare not accept it this time." Chang Guifei said with a smile, "This is the filial piety of King Wei, and I have never seen it."
She clapped her hands, and music burst out from all sides.
The sound of music comes suddenly, the tone is gorgeous and weird, a bit distant and ethereal, but also a bit strange and ups and downs, and contains a strange rhythm of agitation. When listening to it, people's hearts feel tight and loose, and they jump.
There was no one playing the music on all sides. I just felt that the rhythm was far and near, jumping and letting go. It seemed to be squeezing out the blood from the person's veins, making the person's pulse beat loudly. The delicate young lady blushed unknowingly.
Just the sound of the music was enough to take over the audience. Emperor Tiansheng changed his nonchalant demeanor, dropped the cup, and straightened up slightly.
The red light of the palace lanterns on all sides suddenly dimmed, and a faint red light flashed.
A red light flashed, the night wind blew slowly, and on the lotus pond in front of the palace, someone suddenly flew up from a huge lotus!
Wearing a demonic red and gold silk fabric, her dancing clothes catch the wind, she has a snake bun with hibiscus face, her eyebrows are twinkling like a demon, and a golden polo flower between her eyebrows is burning like lovesickness.
She holds a strange-shaped and petite golden pipa-like musical instrument, and makes a tinkling sound with her slender fingers. The lotus leaves turned and swayed, and suddenly the clear water splashed slightly. The slender waist and soft fingers turned over and over like silk. It was so soft that it was incredibly soft. All the movements became more enchanting and charming. It was obviously a dignified flying dance, but it was also Give her a bit of glamour. The glamor is hidden in the dignity, but it is more touching than the dancing.
The faces of the women in the table are all red, and the men in the table are breathing heavily.
Emperor Tian Sheng tried hard to control himself, but still couldn't control his shortness of breath. He felt that the woman was dancing from a distance, her face was unclear, but her smile and frown made her look as if she was just for him.
The second prince who presented the dancer immediately came forward in amusement and said with a smile: "Father, this is a dancer from Xiliang. Since childhood, she has washed her body and marrow with strange herbs from the wild and dense forest. She does not eat the food of fireworks. Food, the body is as soft as cotton and the breath is fresh, and he is good at dancing on flowers. It is very different from my Central Plains style. What do you think?"
"Good!" Emperor Tiansheng couldn't help but praise, and then he realized that he had lost his composure. He quickly straightened his expression and said, "In a legitimate war, we should be frugal and not spend too much on singing and dancing. It would be too much to spread this to the front. It’s outrageous.”
"Father, if I can't even sing or dance in my fifty-year-old life, it would be too unfair to my empress." The second prince smiled, "What's more, this girl is also dancing the 'Yang Guan Lie', our war dance."
"Is this the 'Yang Guan Lie'?" Emperor Tiansheng was stunned. He leaned over and took a closer look before murmuring, "The war dance can be like this? It's really weird..."